These players are more cunning than cunning

Chapter 1224 Tyrant
The way to use troops is to attack the heart first and attack the city next.

The words of the Holy Spirit Immortal Venerable did deal a heavy blow to Ning Zheng.

"This guy must have thought of this long ago, and he wants to beat me up step by step." Ning Zheng was speechless. "He is looking at us in the wrong way, and he is looking at the painter as a joke."

indeed.

It is easy to conquer the world, but difficult to keep it!
Don't you like to overthrow me? I will leave my land to the [future] and let you laugh at me!

And how do we deal with it?

The resources of the universe will be enriched and will flow into the hands of the strong at the top of the pyramid.

This is the [Theory of Strong Gravity] in addition to the [Theory of Time Gravity].

No matter what method we use in the future, even if we create various thunder disasters and heavenly punishments, we must regularly clean out batches of top civilizations.

This is inseparable from the nature of the God of Destruction.

And killing will inevitably lead to resistance
We have pushed ourselves to the opposite side of the young and strong ones.

Then what is the difference between us and another prehistoric celestial immortal?
In fact, we do worse than them!

Because the Celestial Immortal is the God of Destruction and can preserve the times.

And us?

We are a group of supreme immortals, and it is not easy to suppress a group of supreme immortals of the same level.
"Although, we still have a way to kill this group of suspicious guys, and even the next group, and the next group."

"But they will surely label us as corrupt and evil dark rulers, and regard themselves as heroes who will never turn back, and will continue to occupy the moral high ground and overthrow us, the gods of destruction."

This is not what Ning Zheng wants.

In this case, what is the difference between what I do and what the prehistoric mastermind does?
I used to be like a politician, talking a lot, discussing politics, and blaming the authorities for being corrupt, decadent, cruel, and incompetent.
When you really sit in that position, you will be dazed and find that you are not even qualified to be stupid!
Attacking the heart is the best way, and he did attack Ning Zheng's weak spot.

The battle between the two forces has already begun. He started with psychological warfare and came here again and again to talk about his ideas.

——It's over! I'm going to become the second Xin Xichen who was bewitched by them!
At the same time, if we defend for too long, we will lose!
I have been preventing them from achieving enlightenment and breaking through to the two immortal levels of Creation and Auspiciousness.

But the position has always been vacant.

Now we have two options.

1. The two of us will prove our truth, go back to the [past], and then start a decisive battle with the [past]!
But if we start the decisive battle, can we win?
Can't beat it.

2. We do not preach the truth.

But the two vacancies have always been missing. If the timeline is infinitely extended, sooner or later someone will bypass us and secretly attain enlightenment.

At this time, aren’t we just another victim, Chang Zhen Xianzun, who is arrogant and conceited, has a noble position but does not prove it, and then watches his seat being taken away?
No matter which one you choose, it’s a dead end.

"This is very annoying. These beings don't like to fight with fists and feet. They all use their brains to fight and plan the world, using the common people as chess pieces to play against each other."

Ning Zheng thought about it and felt that none of these old bastards were good people. They all liked to do things behind the scenes and kill people.

He went straight to the painter and asked him what his plans were.

"kill!"

"Which civilizations want to rebel against us? Just kill them all. Kill one at a time if they rebel, kill a group if they rebel." The painter's reaction was very calm.

Ning Zheng: “.”

The Holy Spirit Immortal just now said that it is because we, the God of Destruction, are good people that they are bullied and they want to rebel.

You are going to slap yourself in the face.

"What happens after killing him?" Ning Zheng said.

The painter looked calm, but his words were cold and murderous:
"Keep killing. I just want to see the fireworks. No matter whose era the fireworks come from, the heroes roaring and killing me are also a beautiful picture worth recording."

Ning Zheng suddenly had a headache.

As expected of a painter named Dian Lao, his solution was very simple and also very much in line with his wishes.

"But if you defend too long, you will lose." Ning Zheng advised patiently, "In the future, there are infinite possibilities. People of the same level will always kill you as a painter and overthrow you."

"Wait until I can't hold on any longer." The painter replied calmly, as if he didn't care at all.

"Then maybe you won't be able to hold on soon? In a thousand years? In two thousand years? From our perspective, that would be ten days? Twenty days?"

Ning Zheng said: "Now that offense and defense have changed, do you think the black hand of [Prehistory] will not make plans in the era and sponsor strong people to overthrow you? Attack you?"

The painter had obviously anticipated this, "If you can't stop it, then so be it. I'll go through the process of preaching then and let you go with me to the past."

Ning Zheng was speechless.

What kind of lunatic have I gotten myself into?

Seeing Ning Zheng was speechless, the painter gave her some confidence, "Don't be afraid, Xian, I have a way to restore her sanity. We still have a Supreme Immortal on our side."

Then, the painter said: "Don't think that I am just stalling for time and waiting to die. I am stalling to find more chances of winning and see if the Immortal Lord of Destiny really exists."

"I am a dark and evil tyrant. What if the Immortal Lord of Destiny is really born from the [infinite] future and comes to kill me as one of the heroes of the new era?"

Ning Zheng stopped talking. It was obvious that the painter had prepared everything. He looked crazy, but actually he was meticulous.

One hundred years later.

Strong men began to emerge in large numbers, the whole world began to change, and a huge rebel army rose up from all over the world.

The Baiwen Nebula, the Shanshui Nebula... All the top civilizations announced on the same day that they would rebel against the "Mountain of Gods", declare independence, and overthrow the evil painter.

Human nature is what it is.

Hero and tyrant, just a change of title.

The painter was neither arrogant nor impatient, and even ignored the advice of Ye Di's advisor for the first time. "No hurry, let them develop for a while. I want to see a braver, stronger, and more passionate hero swinging a knife at me."

Three hundred years later.

Countless civilizations began to resist, and a large number of extremely powerful immortals formed a complete system and began to join forces to attack and kill the painter, who was assassinated again and again.

"Is this all the resistance in this world?"

The powerful painters under the painter easily suppressed the enemy. 60% of the world's top civilizations suffered a devastating blow, and 30% of the world lines were destroyed.

"Weak, too weak!"

"Maybe next time"

One thousand five hundred years later.

In just over a thousand years, the ecology of the world was restored, and many powerful people appeared again.

And because the fragments of shattered timelines formed secret realms, the entire era of the heavens and all worlds set off a huge wave of exploring secret realms.

Eighteen hundred years later.

Humanity once again felt the tyranny of the tyrant, as the painter destroyed several rapidly expanding top civilizations.

"He must be dissatisfied with us and afraid of us!"

"You are so intolerant! If you become stronger, you will kill us!"

Under the encouragement of certain people, some strong men began to lie dormant, while some gathered the power of luck and tried to follow the path of Ning Zheng's Auspicious Immortal.

Some of them began to learn painting, drawing people one by one, trying to follow the path of the Immortal Lord of Creation.

"We can definitely do it! We will definitely win! Previously, they used their semi-immortal status to defeat the enemy time and time again. Now, as long as we become semi-immortals, we can defeat them!"

Countless people had ulterior motives and began to harbor all kinds of ill intentions towards the painter.

The whole world is in complete chaos.

(End of this chapter)